I’ve been in a mashy mood for the past day and change now, and I’m blaming it all on Joanna over at Khamillion, who posted a crazy cool Elvis mashup that you’ve gotta check out.
So I threw some Cubanismo on this morning and then chased it with this fun splash of Coldplay salsa, cause I do tend to like some salsa with my mash.
And it got me thinking how I want to get to Cuba some day, for the first time. It’s been a dream of mine, borne out of the stories mi papa would tell us of Havana in the time before the Revolution. That little island ninety miles off the coast has been a tease to my senses for a long time as a result of those stories.
Yeah, I could see myself there some day. Writing on Hemingway’s women and Castro’s inability to hit a curveball whilst tossing back a cafe con leche and rolling a cuban cigar around in my mouth.
There are worse things.